the_debt_of_time

Dora rolled her eyes and sighed irritably. "I've got to get back to work." She waved
her wand, conjuring her own Patronus which, instead of the rabbit it had been a year earlier,
was a massive, silvery wolf.
"That's.. ." he muttered in astonishment at the sight of the Patronus that looked
to be a docile looking version of Moony.
"On my way, Kings," Dora responded, relaying the message to the Patronus for
delivery. "Happy Christmas." When she was done, the wolf turned on its paws and leapt
out the nearby window, vanishing into the night.
"That was―" Remus tried again.
"It was good to see you, love," Dora said with a sad smile before leaning up and
kissing his cheek, shaking her head in disappointment when he tensed at her touch.
"Stubborn wolf."
"Please stay safe," he called out after her.
Dora turned around and grinned at him. "You know me," she said and then
promptly backed into a small shelf housing several of Arthur's Muggle toys, sending it to
the ground. "Oops! Sorry, Molly!"
"Dora?" Remus swallowed hard as she turned her grey eyes to look back at him.
"I... I miss the pink hair the most."
She smiled sadly. "Me too."